Текст песни БаБа ТаМаРа - Н.П.Л.С.М

they say that revenge is the lot of the weak
I didn't give a damn about their flattery and thus
making my way forward, there is my totem of glory
through the shadow of buildings and the new day froze.

you are waiting for a revolution - a palace coup
it's not comme il faut, but the ringing of crowns makes me laugh
that is served swiftly like stars from your heads
After all, calling yourself great is your ceiling.

did not see the harbor, but the ships left the port
we throw stones, and we are afraid to put everything on the line,
so that tears do not fall, because the place is so far away
and we will be happy as children when there are no shackles.

we will run but it will be closer to the garden and gommore
you need to look for a chance somewhere behind the house across the sea
to decide something, but negotiations will not help you
it's just a drawing by the sea.

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no need to say a word
politics is so weighty here
and revenge will be my barrier
From the world that is drawn for you.